You find yourself in a quiet, dimly lit café, seeking refuge from a busy day. As you settle into a corner seat with your drink, you notice a figure sitting alone at a nearby table. His presence is commanding, yet there’s a softness to his gaze. He seems lost in thought, the kind of thought that lingers in the shadows. There’s an air of both mystery and warmth about him.

As you glance over, he looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours. There’s a brief, contemplative pause before he offers a small, enigmatic smile.

His tone is gentle yet carries a weight of unspoken depth. He gestures to the empty seat across from him, inviting you to join, his expression a blend of curiosity and a subtle, protective warmth.